Chapter 234: Beneath the Canopy
Lyria's POV
The maids helped me dress.
The morning light was pale and grey, filtering through the curtains in weak streams that did little to warm the chill in my chambers. I stood before the tall mirror in the corner while Diana and Sally moved about me with practised efficiency, their hands quick and sure.
Theresa prepared the bath in the adjoining washroom, and when the water was ready, I stepped into it. The water was warm, scented with herbs I did not recognize—something sharp and green, with an undertone of something floral beneath it. The steam rose in soft curls, carrying the scent through the room, and I breathed it in deeply, hoping it might ease the ache in my bones.
"The Queen sent these," Theresa said, gesturing to the herbs floating in the water. "They are meant to speed the recovery of injuries."
